Left Clueless Searching For Sign
The leave are falling!
My heart is calling!
Out to him!
To fill this need I have within.
Searching for a miracle that seem so hard to find.
Wondering if I ever cross his mind.
I wish he would send me some sort of sign.
Any sign as to how he feels about me would be fine.
A simple phone call from a pay phone on his lunch brake.
Assuming he has a brake that he can take.
Just a simple I like or I don't like would do.
Something,anything that would give me some sort of clue.
Tosha Sue Holden Copyright ©2011 Tosha Sue Holden
Copyright © Tosha Holden | Year Posted 2011
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